Hostile Takeover It was so easy... Winner takes all everyone loses here. Death is a dusty bed partner but the red hot coals of hate too sweet to put out of reach. She never saw it coming words sicklier than honey dripped from venomous lips like a cat-o-nine whip deadly stiff with envy and hate. It is too late to get back those yesterdays of feel good friendship and fairplay? Now we stand on opposite sides while blood and gore runs through our tomorrows as we heave regretful sighs.